Our day started at 7am after a long and complicated night of car-packing. On the road by 8:30, we made it to lovely little town of Johnson, Vermont just after noon where we waited outside the Vermont Studio Center offices until 1, when Rose could be officially received. We unloaded the minivan into her studio (in sweltering heat) and I was back on the road just before 2, racing to meet my cousin Caitlin and her boyfriend, Mike, in Portsmouth as early as possible, they stopping through town on their way back from a Downeast vacation.
Needless to say, even if Caitlin and Mike hadn’t been waiting for me back in Kittery, I’d still have had the pedal to the metal, in hopes of beating the sun on it’s way down so that I could get a session in on what was predicted to be the best day of the Danielle swell. I honestly couldn’t have been more excited when Caitlin asked to go to “a beach with waves.” Um, sure.
So, with the sun beginning to set and the waves in the waist-plus range and peeling perfectly, we three hit the beach. Mike stayed ashore, our compass point, but Caitlin and I headed out - she, swimming, and me on my board. With all of us fairly ravenous it wasn’t going to be a long session, but it was a darn fun one. Thirty or so minutes of beauties, peeling right and left in the company of a few surfers and even fewer bathers.
I left feeling lucky that C and M were able to be at Long Sands for one of the more memorable evenings of the summer. Thank you, Danielle, I believe I am making small inroads toward establishing the Lightfoot family compound here in the Seacoast.
Oh, and have I mentioned that I’ve been trunking it for at least the last five sessions? What could be better - no peeling out of a suit, just a quick dry off, drive home and hanging the trunks out for the night. Hell yes.